I was hoping that my past would never come back,
I was searching for the love that I never had,
I was crying with my eyes droughty as the desert,
I was building all these walls that became my prison,
I was blinded by the fog that would never leave,
I was making up the world where I could feel,
I was clinging onto light fading from my cell,
But it always was around I just couldn't tell.
~
Nov 16, 2024
Nov 16, 2024 at 9:36 PM UTC
I was hoping that my past would never come back,
I was searching for the love that I never had,
I was crying with my eyes droughty as the desert,
I was building all these walls that became my prison,
I was blinded by the fog that would never leave,
I was making up the world where I could feel,
I was clinging onto light fading from my cell,
But it always was around I just couldn't tell.
~
